4 Elements

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................A burning Tayra with fiery yellow skin and bright red hair on fire.
"How can I stop this?" She screamed barely glancing at us. She locked eyes in us.
"What are you?" She asked me, horrified.
"You just need to calm down, Tayra"
"What are you?"
"A Faerie Princess. AKA the last living being ever to hold magic and you are a fire faerie"
"A what..... Fire faerie."
"Yes"
"But aren't all faeries suppose to have wings?"
"Yes, they'll come to you"
Tayra exhaled and returned back into her human form.
"Will I be able to control this?"
I nodded.
"Everyone. Power comes from emotion. Come with me and I'll show you" I spoke.

I asked them all to change into their faerie form and they did, after a few minutes. We all joined hands and closed our eyes. A gust of wind blew between us and we were gone.

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